The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 270: : The demon saint recovers?

As soon as the demon saint mummy opened his eyes, whether it was Feng Qianqiu, the nearest to the mummy, or Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan in the distance, he felt a burst of coldness all over his body, like a falling ice cellar.

Feng Qianqiu turned around stiffly, and saw the opened eyes of the demon saint mummy, and suddenly the whole person fell to the ground, as if the whole body's strength was emptied in an instant.

Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan also felt a panic in their hearts for no reason, as if some peerless beast was slowly appearing.

Buzzing! ! !

Especially the blood-colored long sword in Fang Lin's hand, it buzzed violently at this moment, and it was constantly struggling, seeming to want to break free from Fang Lin's hand.

Fang Lin was taken aback. Although it was not long before he got the scarlet sword, it was the first time he saw this scarlet sword so violent.

"What's the matter?" Fang Lin looked down, and saw Feng Qianqiu sitting on the ground as if absent, and saw the mummy opened his eyes.

"Not good!" Fang Lin said secretly in his heart. Although he still hadn't figured out the situation too well, the corpse opened his eyes, which was obviously not a good thing.

Gu Hanshan also had an ugly face, and the breath from the mummy made him feel particularly uncomfortable and depressed, as if lying there was not a shriveled corpse, but a king among monsters.

Seeing that Fang Lin was actually stunned, Gu Hanshan gave a sneer and suddenly shot Fang Lin.

But at this moment, a violent suction suddenly spread from the corpse, and Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan were both pulled by the suction and flew towards the corpse.

Even if the two of them tried their best to resist, the strength of the suction was far beyond what they could resist. The two of them were sucked to the side of the mummy like dead branches and leaves.

The two of them just wanted to move, but found that their body seemed to be no longer theirs, completely uncontrollable, they could only look at the mummy in vain and despair.

Feng Qianqiu's face changed again and again, and he was not affected in any way. At this moment, there was an infinite desire to survive in his heart, and he directly rose into the air, wanting to fly away.

But just as he flew into the air, he felt a strong force pulling from below. Even though he had good cultivation skills, he still screamed in the face of this force and was directly pulled down.

Boom!

Feng Qianqiu fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner, and because of his high strength, he also fell a little dazed.

Om!

The scarlet sword that had been held by Fang Lin all of a sudden flew out of Fang Lin's hand, and it was directly inserted into the heart of the mummy.

Fang Lin was stunned when this sword went down. What is this? Afraid that this corpse hasn't completely died yet, can I make up another sword?

However, Fang Lin knew that it was definitely not the same thing. No matter how the scarlet sword looked, it seemed to have something to do with this corpse.

Soon, Fang Lin understood that the scarlet sword was actually pouring blood into the dried corpse.

Fang Lin suddenly realized that this scarlet sword likes to **** blood so much, and it doesn't seem to **** enough. It turned out to be for the old corpse.

At this moment, the naked eye can see that the body of the old corpse has a little blood, and gradually has a trace of vitality.

Although this trace of vitality is extremely weak, it seems that the candlelight in the wind will be extinguished at any time, but a trace of vitality emerges from a corpse that has been dead for thousands of years. This feels a bit scary to think about it.

Feng Qianqiu looked at this scene with a sorrowful smile. He guessed it was correct. This was not a great opportunity at all, but a trap that Demon Sage had set long ago.

Although the demon saint is dead, he has left behind. He wants to wake up again after countless years. To complete such a heaven-defying thing, a lot of blood must be used to supplement the vitality of the demon saint.

This scarlet sword is definitely left behind by the Demon Saint. All the blood it draws is prepared for the Demon Saint.

At this moment, under the **** long sword that is constantly instilling blood, the corpse of the demon saint is faintly filled with a terrifying coercion.

This is the coercion that belongs to the demon saint. It belongs to the coercion that suppressed the heaven and earth ten thousand monsters and was called the saint by countless great monsters countless years ago.

A generation of demon saints! Waking up slowly at this moment!

Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan both showed fear involuntarily, and this sense of fear did not come from their hearts, but from a certain force in their bodies.

Fang Lin looked at the mummy that was gradually becoming more vigorous, suddenly seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly looked towards Feng Qianqiu: "Who is this old mummy?"

Feng Qianqiu smiled miserably: "The demon saint! He is the demon saint who has been dead for thousands of years!"

Fang Lin heard that he was also one of the first two big people, and I was a good boy, this old mummy who did like a salted fish turned out to be a demon saint.

As Danzun, Fang Lin knows the meaning of the title demon saint. Only those strong men who let the demon surrender and worship from the bottom of their hearts will be called the demon saint by the demon.

Holy among the demons! Dominate all demons in the world!

The demon saint is not limited to the demon. Humans can also become the demon saint, but the difficulty is a hundred times more difficult than the demon.

And this dry corpse is a real human race, but it has become a demon saint. It is conceivable that such a character must be a powerful person who shocks the world before his death, even if it is not comparable to a powerful person. It's definitely not much different.

Fang Lin cursed: "You bastard, is your brain convulsed? How dare you come to beat the demon saint's corpse? It's all right now, everyone is going to die!"

Feng Qianqiu is not very regretful. After he guessed that this was a trap, he already understood that he could not escape. The demon saint needs a lot of vitality and blood to wake up. Everyone here must become Sacrifice for the resurrection of the demon saint.

It's just that Feng Qianqiu was extremely unwilling to die just like that.

Gu Hanshan suddenly said: "What demon saint?"

Fang Lin didn't bother to pay attention to him~IndoMTL.com~ At this moment, the situation is critical. The life inside the old man's body is getting more and more. If they really wake up, then all of them will have only one dead end.

I saw Fang Lin's eyes rolling around, desperately thinking about a solution.

Thinking about it, the current situation seems to be irreversible, only waiting to die.

"His grandma! I'm not really going to die here, right?" Fang Lin cursed secretly in his heart, unavoidably becoming a little anxious.

Just when Fang Lin was at a loss, a golden finger suddenly appeared from above, bright golden light, illuminating all directions.

Om! ! ! !

The Scarlet Longsword seemed to be frightened, and it flew from the corpse.

Lost the infusion of blood, the vitality in the dried corpse quickly passed away, the demon saint hadn't really woken up yet, without the **** sword, the vitality in the body could not last long.

The golden fingers descended from the sky with an aura of destruction, and pressed down against the blood-colored sword and the mummy.